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Sunday, September 14, 2008

Prompt 139...The hallway was silent.

The hallway was silent. Meredith took in a shaky breath and ran her hands through her strawberry colored hair. She didn't think she was ready, but she lacked the patience. She had never been patient. She always wanted things now, not later. That had brought her across a lot of trouble in her life. The last of it which was Fred.Fred with his blond tousled hair, big blue eyes and a body that any women would consider divine. She had met him by sheer accident, literally. Her feet dragged her forward as she recalled the first time they met....

She had been lost in thought driving through the neighborhood, when she screeched to a halt. Unfortunately, it was too late and her car hit the bumper of a blue Audie that was backing up. She stepped out of the vehicle and straightened her skirt. A tall man dressed in a suit walked purposely to her, a frown creasing his forehead. "I'm so sorry sir, I did not see your car. We can call the police and settle the insurance papers..."The man's frown began to vanish as she rambled on about the papers. His lips settled into a sly grin, and she would never forget the way his eyes swept over her body. She did not recall ever feeling as desired as she did at that precise moment. Nor could she ever forget the way her body reacted to his look. He wanted her, and she wanted him."No need to call the police. I think we can settle this on our own. The name's Fred Astings," he said, extending a large hand which engulfed her pale one. A simple touch, which caused her skin to prickle."Meredith Hallows.""Well Meredith, if you'll permit me to call you that..."She nodded dumbly. Her eyes wondered over his body. Under the business suit she could tell he had wide arms. The shirt hugged him in a way that only men with firm torso's could bare. She lowered her eyelashes, and stole a quick glimpse at his lower body. The pants were too baggy to tell for sure, but she could swear that nothing in this man was less than perfect."Well, I say there is nothing to worry about, it's just a scratch. However, you have damaged me morally."Her head snapped up. Goodness, he had a sexy smile. It wasn't really a smile, it was more like a sideways grin, accompanied with a twinkle in those sea blue eyes that was impossible to describe. It was almost as if he was devouring her with those eyes. She swallowed hard. She knew that it was impossible, that he couldn't feel the heat irradiating from her lower body. COuld he?"Morally?" Was she a tape recorder?"Yes, I'm currently blaming myself for not having gone out to meet my new neighbors sooner.""Oh." Darn, she could just feel herself growing red. Red cheeks to match red hair, her father would tell her when she was a child. She hated being a red head, but she never was able to get rid of it either."I was thinking that to solve that issue I could take you to dinner?" There it was again, that grin and the eyes. A date proposal. He was asking her on a date, and she wanted that very much."It'll be a pleasure." Finally some coherent words.

They had more than dinner that night. He had wanted to wait, but she had seduced him to it. It was inevitable and one thing took to another... Now, here she was, making her way across the silent hallway of his home. He had given her the key a few months ago and she never gave it back when they separated. They separated because she was an impatient bitch. Meredith, stopped walking. Maybe this was wrong. No. She had waited long enough. Two months. Two endless month for him to make a decision. Tonight she'd either seduce him back into her life or she'd leave him forever.She took the last steps towards his studio and pressed her ear to the door. She could hear the soft titter tatter of the keyboard flying. He was working. He hated being interrupted when he was working, but this was more important. She flung the door open.

Fred stared at the open door and the woman that stood before it. While his brain was slow to register the fact that Meredith was standing across him, wearing nothing but a black laced negligee and a matching thong, his body reacted quickly. She stood there, giving him one of her determined smiles. Oh, but he knew her well. Under the impatience, the hard headiness, she was as vulnerable as a puppy. He could see it in her eyes now. They were fearful, wondering if she was doing the right thing."Meredith.""Fred."She sauntered towards him, her hips swaying in that unconcious way that had driven him nuts since the first time she had gotten out of that car. He took in a deep breath, as she stradled him on the chair."Meredith," he moaned. Her little hands began to unbutton his white chemise. He gazed at her face for a moment. He was a fool. He knew it the moment he said that their relationship wouldn't work, the moment he walked out her door, promising himself never to look back. For two months he had tried to forget her. Forget the way she smiled, the way she laughed, the way she'd pull in her lips when she was nervous. He'd tried to forget all the times they'd been together, the picnics, the movies, the dinners, even the discussions. He tried to forget her body, the soft curve of her waist, the roundness of her ample breasts, the pink lips of her vagina, that became so wet, he would slip into her in a single thrust."Meredith," he whispered, taking her face into her hands. His heart broke as he saw the tears glistening in her eyes. "Baby, baby, my angel."Her head dropped, and her arms surrounded her neck, as tears began to fall in earnest."Baby," he cooed."I love you Fred," she moaned between tears. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry.""Baby, angel, there's nothing to be sorry about."She nodded. "I'm an impatient bull and I keep harrying you," she moaned.Fred pulled her away, and once again took her face in his hands. She averted his eyes."Look at me, Meredith," he demanded.She complied. Her green eyes, landed on him, filled with sorrow."I didn't leave because of you or your impatience. That's ridiculous."She opened her mouth to protest."Shhh, I left because of me. I was afraid.""afraid?""I was afraid of what I was feeling towards you, afraid that it was too much, too soon, that I wouldn't meet up to your standards.""That's stupid," she stated.Fred laughed. "I am stupid, however, I have recapacitated.""Have you now?" she asked, her eyes glimmering. The tears were gone.When she came into the room Meredith felt determined. She loved Fred and she would get him back no matter what. However, as soon as she had clamboured over him, something inside her clicked. She loved Fred and she felt that doing what she had come to do, she would only hurt him more. That and feeling him so near her, his hardness underneath her, his arms around her waist, the chest on which so many nights she had rested her head on...it had been too much. She wanted him back: the laughter, the talks, the looks shared between them, the way he'd make her feel when he held her, secure and protected.Relief had flooded through her when he began to explain his reasons for leaving. But it was not until he laughed that she knew that everything would be all right between them. His laugh, a deep rumble in his chest, which seemed to make everything all right.

He kissed her lips tenderly."I have indeed, I've come to the conclusion that apart from being an ass-hole, I am very much and very deeply in love with you. These two months have been hell's torture and I don't intend to let you leave this room, ever.""Ever?" she cried in playfull distress, as her hands roamed his chest. Now that things were going to work in between them, she was ready for some action. By the warmth under her lap, so was he."Only with me," he said. He kissed her again tenderly."Good," she mumbled. Their kiss began to grow in intensity, as their tongues explored each corner of the others mouth. Fred's hands touched her warm skin, and he pulled her to him. Meredith, tugged at his shirt. Their lips parted and he gave her one of his devilish grins. She felt warm liquid spread to her panties just from the sight. He ripped of his shirt and lifted her off him. Quickly he got rid of his pants and underwear. Meredith didn't hesitate. Purposely she pushed him back onto the chair and knealed before him. She let little butterfly kisses drop on his legs, until they reached his enlarged member. She kissed the tip and flicked her tongue across it. A moan accompanied her moves. She looked up at Fred and smiled. Opening her mouth she took in the purplish head. Fred placed his hand softly on her hair, urging her to have more. Meredith, permitted her tongue to play with the tip, her hands to caress the tight hanging sacs. She took some more of the arroused penis in her mouth. Slowly, she let her tongue roll around it. Fred moaned loudly as he saw her engulf his penis. She began to bob her head up and down. Reaching down, he pinched on her hard nipples. Her moan reverbated on his dick, and he had to take a deep breath not to come them."Get up Meredith," he growled.She obeyed."Bend over the desk."Meredith smiled, her large eyes hazy with lust. She positioned herself over the bureau, her long legs open, her pink pussy lips sticking out, glistening with moisture. This time it was Fred the one that knealed. His tongue ran across the full surface of her vagina lips, stopping at her entrance. He heard her squeel, as he took in his mouth her little nub. Pressing on it with his tongue, he introduced a finger inside her. Instinctevily, she began to hump against it. He stuck another one in, and her moans grew. His fingers rotated inside her vagina, as his tongue flicked over her clit repeatedly. He felt her muscles clench his fingers, but he wasn't ready to let he release her pressure. Quickly standing up, he opened a drawer and brought out a condom. With practiced hands he put it on and positioned himself behind her. Meredith grabbed his penis and led it to her soaked entrance. In a single thrust he was inside her up to the hilt.Loud moans and cries escaped her lips as he fucked her, first slow, then faster. His hands began at her breasts, pinching and teasing her hard little nipples. Then they fell to her hips, holding them, wanting to bury himself deeper and deeper inside her. Meredith responded to his thrusts, swaying her hips, her hands burried in her cunt, pinching and rubbing her clit in ways that only she knew.Fred felt her muscles tighten around his penis and knew that she was there. Her cried of ecstasy bounced on the walls, and he followed her soon after.They droppef to the floor, wasted, after a few minutes. He held her in his arms, caressing her sweaty forehead, feeling the warmth of her body perfectly amolded to his."I love you Meredith," he whispered, thinking that she had dozed off.She snuggled against his chest. Her own thoughts similar to his. She was glad that she hadn't faught against her impatience."I love you too Fred."

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